Brad Rose

Refraction

Does the plummeting pelican dive
to where it sees the fish,
or to where the fish is?

Links to Brad Roses fiction and poetry can be found at  http://bradrosepoetry.blogspot.com.

Brad Rose

Bee, Erratic

It’s not your sting I fear,
nor the frenzied crush
of your yellow thrashing,
but your faithless hoverings
nearer to me, than I am to myself
until, like the electricity of sudden shock,
you flit to some other unsuspecting Poppy,
whose pretty nectar you imagine
far sweeter than my unswerving, dulcet, devotion.

Kenneth Patchen’s PoemThe Man Who Was Shorter than Himself,” was written about Brad Rose.   Links to Brad’s published poetry and fiction can be found at: http://bradrosepoetry.blogspot.com/  

Brad Rose

Yes, But They’re All Robots 

(Found Poem—New York Times 1/8/2016)

U.S employers added 292,000
workers in December,
an impressive sprint capping off
a year of solid job growth.

Kenneth Patchen’s Poem “The Man Who Was Shorter than Himself,” was written about  Brad Rose.  Links to Brad’s published poetry and fiction can be found at: http://bradrosepoetry.blogspot.com/  

Brad Rose

Lullaby

In place of light,
dream
trespasses
throughout our bodies,
unthinkable
stars
whirr
weightless,
while in the next
apartment,
two secrets
shush the darkness
to sleep,
as if it were an infant
sky.

Brad Rose frequently contributes to Right Hand Pointing and One Sentence Poems. His book of poems and micro fiction, Pink X-Ray, will be available Spring, 2015 from Big Table Publishing.

 

Brad Rose

For Rent: One Bedroom House

Sheets stripped to bone-bare bed,
your closet, empty as a mineshaft,
I trace the invisible circumference of your leaving,
as the house falls dream-dead quiet,
and the basement digs itself ever deeper
into the earth’s dark stone.

Brad Rose frequently contributes to Right Hand Pointing and One Sentence Poems. His blog is at http://bradrosepoetry.blogspot.com  His book of poems and micro fiction, Pink X-Ray, will be available Spring, 2015 from Big Table Publishing.

Brad Rose

Behind the Scenes at the Funeral Home

All of you, now, small as a simple sentence,
they drain your blood from a whitened body,
as if you were a typo.

Brad Rose frequently contributes to Right Hand Pointing and One Sentence Poems. His chapbook of miniature fiction, Coyotes Circle the Party Store, is from Right Hand Pointing.

Brad Rose

Power Failure

Since you stormed out,
faster than lightning,
I lie here, awake,
in the night’s dark bruise,
waiting for the next blackout.

Brad Rose was born and raised in southern California, and lives in Boston. His chapbook of
miniature fiction is from Right Hand Pointing, Coyotes Circle the Party Store.